He's been caught for the show.

On the other side, Cao Ping hurried down the mountain, originally going straight to Xiao's mansion, but met the person he wanted to find on the way without thinking.Cao Ping wanted to go forward, but was shocked by the force.

In fact, Xiao Yu was not the only one walking there. Although Cao Ping didn't recognize the officials in the capital because he didn't return to Beijing for long, he still knew them in official uniforms.

And the old man with white hair and chicken skin and a nanmu walking stick in the front...

There is only one person in this dynasty who can get this kind of treatment with a gold seal and purple ribbon on his waist, Grand Master Xie.

But didn't this one go home and raise him?Why are you still walking outside in court clothes?

Although he didn't know what happened, even if Cao Ping had no eyesight, he knew that this was not the time to rush forward and say something about family affairs.

It is rare for so many high officials from the imperial court to appear together, even in the capital where there are many high officials, the surrounding people gathered around with buzzing voices of discussion, and the officers and soldiers patrolling the city also noticed this situation, and soldiers arrived immediately Go ahead to open the way, but Cao Ping frowned.

No, the number of people is wrong...

If it were really officers and soldiers on patrol, there would be too many people on duty today.

What do these people know.

Cao Ping raised his eyes and looked around, and immediately found a familiar face. Many of the garrison in the capital were old people who had retired from the Beifu Army. It was not surprising that he could find acquaintances among them. In front of his former colleagues, he asked, "What's going on?"

The other party originally thought it was a crowd of onlookers who came forward to join in the fun, and impatiently wanted to push him away. After recognizing Cao Ping, he reluctantly nodded his head, looked him up and down, and frowned: "Why are you here?"

The tone of these words, as if he should be somewhere else.

Cao Ping didn't answer, but repeated again with an emphatic tone, "What's going on?"

The other party was more surprised than him, "You don't know? The general didn't tell you?!"

Naturally, the garrison in the capital also has a superior, who is also a "general" in terms of official position, but there is only one person who can be directly called a "general" by them.

Cao Ping frowned: "I just returned to Beijing today, and I haven't reported to the general yet."

The two of them were talking like this, when the people who were crowded next to him pushed, the man on duty staggered a bit, immediately ignored Cao Ping's explanation, and directly grabbed the man by the hand.Before Cao Ping could ask anything, he inexplicably assumed the responsibility of leading the way.

And the direction they're going...

Jingzhao Mansion?

Randomly picking out anyone here can crush Jing Zhaoyin to death, what are they going to do?

Cao Ping soon found out.

Like the trunk of a gnarled old tree, the hand covered with veins and wrinkles held the drum hammer.

The owner of the hand obviously trembled a little because he had walked such a long distance on crutches, but the moment he held the mallet, those slight tremors suddenly stopped, as if even his shoulders straightened a little.

Nanmu's crutch fell to the ground, and the old man refused the support of the people beside him. Relying on his legs that were too old to support his body, he staggered forward, step by step, and finally stood in front of the drum.

The wooden frame on the outside of the drum becomes dull with the passing of the sun and the moon, and the surface of the drum is also mottled due to the erosion of the years. Even the red silk covered on the drumsticks has lost its original brilliance due to the passage of time.

All the colors are heavy and dark, which makes people feel heavy when they see it.

There is no easy thing to make it make a sound.

"Boom-"

The drumsticks overlapped with the drumhead, causing a violent tremor.

The dull sound spread from the handover, as if hitting everyone's heart. The sound was too deep and heavy. Under this invisible pressure, the people who gathered to watch stopped at some point.

Invisible ripples swayed in the space, spreading out layer upon layer.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that there is only this dull drum sound left.

"Boom-thump-"

"Boom-thump-thump-"

Inside Anguo Temple.

Regarding Kongtong's explanation, Chai Zhu was a little confused and asked, "Drum?"

Could it be that the No. [-] temple in the world is so different, everyone is beating bells, they are beating drums?

Chai Zhu, who was confused and unable to figure it out, cast his confused eyes on the Zen master opposite, but saw that the other party just looked at the other person with a smile.

"In the past, I advised the common people to practice good fruits in the afterlife, but some people paved the way for the common people with their bodies as the foundation."

Chai Zhu:? !

The confusion just now hadn't been resolved, but he realized who Master Kongtong was talking about.

Chai Zhu couldn't help opening his eyes wide as the previous vague guesses were confirmed by these words.

He couldn't say whether he was relieved because the guess was settled, or because the ending of such a person was so sad. In short, he felt complicated for a while.

But thinking about it, the mood of the people next to him would only be more complicated than his.

He couldn't help but tilt his head, wanting to see Huo Yan's face now.

Huo Yan came to Anguo Temple must be because of the truth of the year, right?

Now that he knew that his father was such a person, then he...

Chai Zhu's thoughts were completely interrupted by Master Kongtong's next sentence, and he even seemed to be unable to pick up any more.

"...I am not as good as you."

He only heard the old man sigh, and there was a smile similar to relief in his tone.

Chai Zhu turned his head abruptly, and even his neck seemed to make an overwhelmed "click" sound due to the hasty movement. He looked at Kongtong fixedly, not knowing whether it was something wrong with his ears, or the Zen master suddenly thought of something. Just kidding.

but……

But he didn't see any jokes on Kong Tong's face.

... I am not as good as you?

"who are you?

A certain candidate who is obviously easy to understand from the current situation, but far from common sense emerges.Chai Zhu turned his stiff neck with a "click" and looked at Chu Lu.

he remembered...

What did Brother Huo say when he entered the door just now?

"Damn man"? "Return to the world of the sun"?

Chai Zhu's expression went blank for a while after being overwhelmed by the information.

He suspected that he might have fallen asleep waiting too tired to wait for someone at the foot of the mountain, and he was dreaming at the moment, otherwise how could he hear such absurd things?It is suspected that Brother Huo is Prime Minister Huo himself who came back from the dead... Hahaha... How is it possible?Resurrecting from the dead, this kind of thing is impossible...haha...ha...

Chai Zhu hesitated at this moment whether he should give himself a slap in the face, using this simple and quick method to wake himself up.

But what happened immediately made Chai Zhu's raised hand stiff in mid-air, his mouth slightly opened and his expression dull.

Because while he was moving, the Zen master on the opposite side stretched out his hand a little in front, right between them and Master Kongtong, on the ground that was originally empty, ripples suddenly appeared, and the ripples circled round and round. Rippling away, the middle is like a polished bronze mirror, reflecting the scene of the roof beam of the quiet room.

If at this level, Chai Zhu can explain to himself that this is a trick that can also be done, then what happened next cannot be explained anyway.

As Kongtong moved his finger, the image in the "mirror" suddenly changed into a scene inside.

The golden glazed tiles shine brightly under the sunlight, and the overlapping eaves block the scenery inside.Even if Chai Zhu has never been there, he can still recognize that this is clearly Miyagi Ouchi.

And after this brief floating scene, the scene in the "mirror" was fixed at the palace gate.

Outside the red wall, a group of officials in official uniforms and ribbons were standing quietly, and not far away, several people were escorted by Qin Bi in armor.

However, the composition of the group of people brought by Qin Bi was much more complicated. They were dressed in different ways, even men and women.

Chai Zhu even saw Mr. Yan standing next to General Qin. Thinking of the relationship between the two, he became nervous for a while, but this time the atmosphere between the two was surprisingly peaceful.

But Chai Zhu soon had no time to care about what happened between the two, the curtain behind the car was lifted by a plain hand, and several female relatives walked off from it.

In it, Chai Zhu saw Ru everyone and Pavilion Master Lin whom they had met in Xuzhou, and who was coming down with them at the same time...

"aunt?!"

Chai Zhu finally couldn't help shouting out, reaching out to touch.

But the moment the finger touched the mirror surface, there were waves of ripples.The picture in the mirror was disturbed and turned into broken light and shadow. Chai Zhu hurriedly withdrew his hand and looked at Master Kongtong opposite him helplessly.

Kong Tong smiled kindly at the young man, then stretched out his hand to cover the light and shadow again, the picture was gathered again, and a group of people had already stood at the entrance of a hall.

After the servant passed the pass, they filed in.

And at the top of the steps, the emperor had long been sitting on the high seat in court clothes, as if he had anticipated the situation in front of him.

Chai Zhu even had the illusion that he had waited for a long time before finally arriving at this scene.

What are they... going to do?

In doubt, the picture became blurred and distant, but the voice in it became clear.

The old man took a step forward and bowed down to worship, the old voice passed through the long space and fell into his ears——

"Your Majesty, please retry Huo Xiang's old case."

Although he already had some vague guesses, when these words really fell into his ears, Chai Zhu was still shocked, and his body could not help but lean forward a little.

"..."

"........."

"In the sixth year of Hongshun, there was a flood in Luzhou, and there were bandits from time to time. Huo Xiang took the responsibility for disaster relief. It was inevitable that the relief money would be robbed. He took most of the relief money and private departments to Lu The state also performed the responsibility of education and taught the people to build embankments to prevent disasters. Since the sixth year of Hongshun, although there have been minor disasters in Luzhou, there have been no major disasters. What happened in Luzhou is not the crime of Huo Xiang, but the merits of it. .”

"It's been a long time, and the traces are hard to find. However, today there are petitions from the people of Luzhou, which may be evidence for it."

……

"The minister also has a book to play," another voice of a slightly lowered youth sounded, "In the winter of the 24th year of Hongshun, the harvests in Suhu and Lake were in short supply, the treasury was exhausted, and it coincided with the invasion of Hulu, and Jizhou was in a hurry. , Insufficient military rations. Huo Xiang spent all his family wealth, privately raised it in the homes of many officials in the capital, and sent it to the border, thus, the crisis on the border was resolved. Such a great kindness to the army of the Northern Prefecture is deeply grateful."

Immediately afterwards came a female voice that Chai Zhu was all too familiar with, "Huo was trapped in the middle of the capital for a long time, and he had no time to recruit manpower. The military rations sent to Jizhou were transferred to the Chai family caravan to escort, and my concubine can prove it."

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One after another, he has done too much, even today, many traces have been wiped away, and many evidences have been submerged, but the remaining traces, less than half of these things, are still enough Let people talk for hours.

Words are invisible, but the heavy weight between the lines made everyone under the hall bow down deeply.

In the end, in the silence, there was a faint choking sound.